I'm a pegasus, not a racehorse girl

It looks like a joking address among friends, but it contains exact recognition.

Not to mention the future, but only during the sleepover period, even in front of everyone, Aldan would call Linguang his trainer without any hesitation.

Linguang felt that something was wrong.

"Torrena? Are you joking like this? To the racehorse girl, Torre is very important."

Linguang was a little strange, Aldan's statement was a bit out of line even if it was a joke, it didn't seem like something she would say.

Different racehorse girls have different views on trainers, some as elders, some as friends, and more intimate views are not uncommon.

It's just that Linguang doesn't know much, and in places she doesn't know, there are countless racehorse girls who disappear and sneak away with their trainers every day.

Linguang herself already belongs to the very ordinary category, but even so, Beiyuan is regarded by her as an important friend.

Linguang would not like to call someone a trainer when nothing happened to Beiyuan.

So it should be the same for Aldan, she is not the kind of careless or casual and indifferent racehorse girl.

Facing Linguang's puzzled eyes, Aldan couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckling softly.

"You're right, Torrena is very important to the racehorse girls, especially the Meshiro family. After all, we regard 'one heart and one body' as the ultimate pursuit of the relationship with the trainers."

"But in that case, the one who trained you..."

The sound of doubts became lower and lower, Linguang felt as if he had noticed something, and felt a little bit suddenly enlightened.

"That is to say, Aldan, do you think you don't have a trainer?"

Linguang deliberately emphasized the tone of the word "think".

"Hehe, the ability to think and react is perfect."

Clapping his hands encouragingly, Aldan smiled and nodded.

"It's not just me. The younger sisters who are currently on duty don't have any real trainers. The Ma Niang of the Mebaro family has a very high vision, so it's hard to find a trainer who is truly recognized."

As he spoke, Aldan pointed his finger at himself, obviously wanting to use himself as an example.

"For example, for me, although the teacher has guided me for almost my entire career, he was actually hired by the Mejiro family. For me, it is still different from the trainer I chose."

"There are two words in Zhongzhiguo that can be used as examples to explain this difference: teacher and master."

These two words were simply too precise, Linguang perfectly understood what Aldan wanted to express.The difference of one word, but the close relationship can be so obvious.

"Suddenly I felt a little sympathy for that gentleman."

"Don't say that, there is no way to do it without that kind of touch. Mr. xx is indeed a talented and humorous person, but the eye relationship is hard to tell."

With his toes on the ground, Aldan turned half a circle, facing Linguang, and walked backwards with light steps.

"I hope that person still has to make me think that I must have her."

"This kind of erratic standard is really difficult to meet. The requirements of the Meshiro family may be unexpectedly difficult, and they are far higher than the simple knowledge requirements."

Linguang clasped his arms around his chest, subconsciously tapped his index finger on his arm: "But it's normal, it has nothing to do with me."

"so?"

Aldan looked at Linguang expectantly, this was the first step in her big battle plan, she couldn't be rejected at the beginning, as long as Linguang responded to the torena, then she would be able to find a way to get closer.

'So Linguang treats himself too strictly, and he can't find a reason to ask out. '

It's not that he's worried about being rejected, Aldan knows that as long as he speaks, the other party will definitely be willing to put aside his own affairs and go out with her, but the more he does this, the more embarrassing he is.

It’s like your friend who is strict with herself every day, busy studying, training, and working, trying to improve herself and want to become better, but you have to interrupt her arrangement plan because you want to go online, and then the other party does the opposite Understand you, play with you to your heart's content.

Who can feel at ease about this, I am too embarrassed to make an appointment, okay?

But Aldan didn't want to give up either.

It's hard to ask to play, so don't play, can't you just work hard with her?Love must be mutual adaptation and compromise. If steel is hard to forge, let Roushui try to change it.

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Chapter 340: The Ninth Chapter Seal, Open!

Facing Aldan with a little expectation in his eyes, Linguang felt a little weird feeling, a premonition that made her a little flustered.

Lin Guang is very clear about this, but he just needs to know, and it is very difficult to find out.

The limitations of the body are still too great, and it is completely impossible for me to let myself spread along this line of thought.

"Ah." He breathed a sigh of relief, putting this weird feeling in his heart, Linguang turned back to face Aldan's gaze.

"..."

That gaze was still firm and steady, even if the scene was silent for more than ten seconds, it still didn't waver at all.

Although I knew that this eldest lady looked elegant and weak at first glance, but hidden under the surface was a firmness like glass. From her appearance, I knew that this request might be difficult to refuse.

"Alright, my job in the next few days is actually no different from that of a trainer. Let me briefly experience the title of 'trainer' during the camp."

Linguang accepted the title, since Aldan didn't have an identified trainer, then she wouldn't be offended by calling herself this way, and she had no reason to resist.

"But it's only for this period of time. You don't have to do this after the sleepover is over. If you still call Torena after returning to Teresan..."

Imagining the picture of the students staring at him and Aldan with puzzled and strange eyes, Linguang's toes tightened for a moment, and he flicked his tail in shame.

"Then I guess I can only go out at night."

"Aldan knows the seriousness, please rest assured that he will not let you encounter that embarrassing situation."

Responding to Linguang's statement was Aldan's faint smile, and now her whole body exudes a beautiful aura like early spring, like flowers in full bloom.

"Is it necessary to be so happy?"

Looking at his friend who was overjoyed for a while, Linguang combed his sideburns helplessly, and subconsciously showed a smile without realizing it.

She was happy that Aldan was happy, although she still didn't know what the eldest lady in front of her was thinking.

It's just that Linguang missed a little bit.

Aldan used a small discourse trick, she didn't directly answer Linguang's question, the so-called responses were all specious and ambiguous.

"Hmph." Aldan narrowed his eyes triumphantly, her way of attacking was proceeding in an orderly manner.

It's just that in the afternoon, this kind of small plan can't occupy the body and mind. The training tasks arranged by Linguang are interlocking, so that Aldan can maintain his concentration throughout the whole process.

"Report, the jog is over, what is the next training task?"

Aldan, who was sweating profusely, stopped panting in front of Linguang, looking at her with full expectation, with a sense of excitement in his expression.

Because Aldan discovered that Linguang was surprisingly familiar with the control of training intensity, whether it was jogging, sprinting, bouncing with weight...the control of each item can be called precise, and the understanding of her physical limits seems to be taller than myself.

"Well, there is no next item for now."

Linguang kept paddling with the tablet, modifying it a few times from time to time, completely adapting to the identity of a trainer.

"Your legs are already a little swollen, you can't continue, take a rest first."

"Huh? But my usual training volume is more than this..."

"Less than that, if I remember correctly."

Slightly interrupting Aldan's words forcefully, Linguang raised his head and looked directly into the other's eyes, and directly handed over the tablet in his hand, with something densely marked on it.

Aldan knew what these data were with just one glance, she knew this too well.

"This is my physical assessment report?"

"Well, the amount of training I arranged has already stepped on the red line, and if you go any higher, you will destroy your future years. Do you want me to do this by myself?"

"Ah ha ha……"

Aldan immediately extinguished the idea of ​​trying to fight again, and the smile on her face became awkward. She opened her mouth, but finally said nothing.

Linguang directly ended the conversation, and this rhetorical question was almost invincible.

Indeed, Aldan knew that his body looked a little better now, but it was hard to say when something would go wrong again, if luck almost happened to be met by Linguang...

Aldan could already imagine Linguang's lifelong guilt.

'never mind. Aldan sighed silently in his heart: "Linguang's opinion is very safe, and the training plan is also very efficient. Even if she practices less than before, the improvement is about the same, and the physical burden is even lighter. She is not harming me. There is no need to hold on. '

Thinking of this, some impatient thoughts were suppressed quietly, Aldan looked at Linguang and nodded.

"You are my trainer, and I will follow the arrangement in terms of planning and arrangement."

"That's fine, Aldan, you only need to be careful not to force yourself, and you can rest assured to leave the rest to me, after all, I am your trainer."

"Though it's only temporary."

After all, Linguang took back the tablet, and then rummaged through it for something.

Her mind was so focused that she ignored the soft sighing expression on Aldan's pretty face slightly turned sideways.

"It's really a heart-warming statement. I really hope that one day the object of your words will no longer be the training arrangement, but myself."

Aldan murmured in a very low voice, his voice was muffled, and even though Linguang's ears trembled and he heard some voices, he didn't know any information from them.

However, the curiosity to know what Aldan said was just fleeting, Linguang looked at the time and decided to have the planned massage service.

Aldan's face turned into a tomato... This is of course impossible.

For horse race girls, the legs, especially the calves, are basically massaged once a week. If the family is good, they will even be assigned a professional technical master. Those who have been familiar with it since childhood can no longer be familiar with it.

Moreover, it is not ancient times now, there is no such ancient thought that binds people, and there is nothing to say about healthy sex for legitimate purposes.

Although Aldan only accepts the services of female masseurs, she is still a bit reserved, and Linguang should be the only one who has massaged her legs.

All I can say is that I really like it.

However, this effect will not disappoint Aldan, Linguang's massage technique is no worse than that of a professional, even better.

Judging by the meridian distribution of the Medical Society, the perfect weight control in the hand, and the warm energy secretly input, it is completely ok for Linguang to be called the "holy hand".

"Yeah! Haha! Hey!"

It was so comfortable that even Aldan couldn't control it, his legs were slightly hot and at the same time sore and numb, but every time he pressed it, he felt an unexpected sense of liberation.

'There are so many things in Linguanghui, how can I learn to be so versatile? '

The eldest lady, who was slightly immersed in relaxation, began to float, her tail swayed comfortably, and patted Linguang's body from time to time.

And all of this happened to be imprinted in the eyes of Xiaolimao on the tree in the distance, making this little fool tilt his head in some doubts.

Chapter 350 Linguang is afraid of overflowing feelings

In the evening, after meal time is over.

After an afternoon of special training, everyone seemed extremely lazy at this time, chatting casually with each other and enjoying a short leisure time.

"despair."

With a soft sound, Linguang placed the burning insect repellent incense emitting a little white smoke under the long table, and a few common flying insects left the area after a while.

"Thank you, I have to trouble you for such a small matter."

After seeing this scene, Maru Shansky smiled at Linguang, she was annoyed by these annoying bugs just now, and wanted to take action a long time ago, but the swelling feeling in her abdomen stopped her.

There was no way, the dinner was too delicious, and Linguang's craftsmanship surpassed that of the invited chef by a lot, so Maruzenski, who always pays attention to his diet, unconsciously ate a few more bowls.

'It's really delicious, it's too bad that I can only eat it for a few days.No, find a way to rub a few more meals. '

"Linguang seems to have been working in the college cafeteria, should I go to the cafeteria more in the future?" '

Since buying an apartment outside, Maruzenski didn't go to the cafeteria very often. The main reason was that she was affected by an inexplicable sense of strangeness and rejection, as if she had strayed into another class.

But now Maruzenski's craving for good food is enough to suppress the discomfort.

"It's nothing, just do as you please." Lin Guang responded casually, while looking around, there was still no trace of a certain figure that should appear.

This appearance made Maruzenski narrow his eyes slightly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you looking for that guy Rudolph?"

"Yes, Maruzen-senpai, do you know?"

"Hmm~~ I don't know."